When The Angels Lift Our Eyelids In The Morning

I saw the glint of gold on a wayward road
 It slowly twisted back underneath the heavy load
 I'll throw all your diamonds away
 They won't mean a thing
 When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning
 This night might be the worst for the freezing birds
 Waiting for the sun to come and warm the icy earth
 But they'll take their weary heads
 Out from underneath their wings
 When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning
 The hunchbacks in their lonely towers
 Toll their bells at the witch's hours
 And watch orange eyes ablaze
 Vanish into the alleyways
 And snowstorms in our tv sets
 And black forests beneath our beds
 They lie in wait where no one hears
 To play the drums inside our ears
 When the bottoms of the clouds all start turning red
 There's a bird up on a bridge swaying wildly in my head
 Just waiting for the sun
 For another chance to sing
 When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning
 When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning
 When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning